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You’re like my yo-yo
That glowed in the dark.
What made it special
Made it dangerous,
So I bury it
And forget.

But every time it rains,
You’re here in my head,
Like the sun coming out
Ooh, I just know that something good is gonna happen.
And I don’t know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.

Kate Bush, Cloudbusting
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  • 14 August 2012
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